Beyond the ruins and ghettos of CityScape stands a tall building composed of thick brick. The windows sit high and are protected by impenetrable steel bars, advertising to all those who passed by. Right before you walk in you see posted proudly on the walls the bounties of infamous masterminds along will small time criminals, reminding those inside of what their duties are.

The station's interior is split in several ways. The security of the jail cells depend on the danger of those being brought in. The underground level is where infamous inhuman criminals are kept along with an interrogation room. On the top floors are where the offices of the detectives and the chief of police are located at. The armory, shooting range, and indoor pool/gym is in the back of the station, which is heavily guarded with security, hidden cameras, and much more.

Since this is a mature rated thread, I am allowing sexual content. I personally like to keep things as real as possible. Characters will become attracted to one another and things will happen. If your character finds themselves in an adult situation, please make sure you don't post explicit content here. Hinting is fine, dancing around the situation is fine, but please do not post x-rated material here. If the other person you're posting with is fine with it, then take it to either PM's or chat if you feel the need to further explore. That being said, I will not allow any underage characters to be subjected to adult situations, so no sex with minors. Even though they are only characters, it is a sensitive topic and many people could become offended by it. In short, just keep it tasteful.

I just need a brief description of your character.
This thread is intended for casual roleplay. You can make your posts as long or short as you want so long as they follow all CS rules and the ones I have below. Have fun and enjoy yourselves.

Thread Specific Rules

Thou shalt only use OOC knowledge with justifiable reason and thou shalt be expected to state those reasons.

Thou shalt not attempt to force another player or their characters to act OOC in any way.

Thou shalt make realistic characters with equal weaknesses to their divine powers. No character is perfect. It doesn't matter if your character is human, inhuman, or an object. All characters need weaknesses in order to be more balanced, realistic, and defeatable if conflict occurs. I don't care if you're a paperclip forged by the hand of God, you will be bent somehow.

Thou shalt not play the role of God and end another character's life without their creator's permission, nor face them with unrealistic odds in hopes to try and take it away by force. I'm sure everyone here will agree that we all have invested much time and thought into each of our characters. Be courteous to your fellow roleplayers.

Since I have no qualms about being a douchebag, any rulebreakers are subject to have a pink Cadillac the size of Texas dropped on their heads, all the while blinded by the gleam from its hot pink wax finish, or something equally as ridiculous in order to get the point across. These rules are subject to change or be added to at any time.

I have included pictures for all the characters that had one in the last thread below for reference. If you did not post a picture of your character, but would like to add one, feel free to PM me and I'll edit it into here.

Name: Jacy PaneSex: FemaleAge: 26Race: HumanAppearance:Jacy's AppearancePersonality: Stubborn, kind, and sternWeapons: Desert Eagle .50, Jericho 941 9mm, and a hunting knifePosition: Chief of PoliceHistory: Back when she was younger, Jacy was a high class call girl and went under the alias Claudia Wallace. Most of her clients were extremely wealthy businessmen and others were members of the mafia. The Cityscape police department eventually came to know of her existence and she was set up by an undercover officer posing to be a wealthy man, ultimately leading to her arrest. She was given two options: work for the police as an informant or spend years in jail. Seeing little choice, she joined the police academy. Initially all she wanted was to find loopholes in the system while still living her double life, but soon she came to enjoy her work and continued to climb the ranks fast, putting away those she had once been involved with and wiping her records clean. Once she was promoted to chief of police, she decided to devote her life to justice fully and worked diligently to put criminal masterminds in custody.

Though no one she works with knows of the life she once lived, recently she has started to act on her growing interest in one of the Delta members, the undercover detective with a reputation of being a playboy, Raven Wolshire. After his accident, she began paying him daily visits at the hospital, despite his attitude towards her. Though at first, she did it out of duty, as time passed and the visits became longer, she began to admire that determination he possessed and his will to live, her respect growing into feelings, causing her to battle in her heart between her code as the chief and her desires as a lover.

Her past, however, has started to creep up, bringing with it guilt, terrible nightmares, old alliances, and the return of her former fiance, Spike, a man taken from her years prior, who suffers with the bioweapon known as the Strangler. It uses his body as a mere vessel and its current goal is to kill Jacy. He nearly succeeded twice: the first through possessing the now deceased Marle and the second through manipulating her childhood friend and current rival, Kira. Both times she barely came out alive and after another potential brush with death, Raven and Jacy found themselves on the run for their lives, however, it didn't take long for the Strangler to eventually catch up with them and unbeknownst to her, he decided to relay information about her past to the detective. Between him and the Marshal, Vyse Irving, tension was created between Raven and Jacy, eased only when she came clean about everything from her sordid past.

After mending the trust that seemed to have been broken between them, Jacy found herself meeting up with an old enemy turned ally to help aid in separating the Strangler from Spike's body, going into a dream world to break the bond between them. The deal she made in the past with Zombie came at a high consequence, but she was given time to try and find an alternative. Feelings between the undercover and the young chief grew as the two confessed the growing feelings they were having, deciding to try and start an actual, secret relationship with one another.

Name: Isara WilliamsSex: FemaleAge: 16Race: HumanAppearance:Isara's AppearancePersonality: Friendly, shy, and caringWeapons: Glock 22 .40Position: Front desk clerk/AdvisorHistory: Isara lived a fairly normal life with very supportive parents. When she became of age to begin working she decided that she would work for the local police department and thus became one of the youngest members on the team. Despite Jacy's wishes, Isara has made it perfectly clear that she has no intention to join the police force when she's old enough since she's perfectly happy being the receptionist. She was kidnapped by henchmen working for Diego Vance and was brainwashed. In recent days she has become a dancer, a dream of hers that she was made to believe, but Isara is beginning to have her doubts.

Name: Kira Compton (Hurricane Kira)Sex: FemaleAge: 27Race: HumanAppearance:Kira's AppearancePersonality: Insane, unpredictable, and reckless.Weapons: Her fists, MKII "Pineapple" Hand Grenade, and Michrotech Daytona OTF SwitchbladeHistory: Many of Kira's peers consider her as a hood rat for the fact that she's a scrapper and grew up in the ghettos of Cityscape in foster homes. She eventually acquired the skills to become a bomb specialist. When she was twenty one her kid sister was kidnapped. Kira searched for months before she found her and ultimately ended up killing her, blowing up the warehouse she had been held captive in. The explosion forced a piece of shrapnel to get logged into her eye, only mere millimeters from puncturing her brain. From that moment on Kira began working in bars, eventually opening up her own, all the while developing a drinking habit. She is rarely seen sober and hates cops, but tolerates Jacy because of their childhood friendship and vice versa.

After meeting a young man named Kaim Sukari, Kira has been reminded of her roots and past mistakes, forcing her to seek out not only the grave of her younger sister, but her former mentor, Donovan Sharp, or better known as Boomer, the man who taught her everything she knows about making explosives. Their reunion was filled with liquor, sexual advances, and blatant early morning lies, a drastic change from her betrayal to Jacy that followed only hours later. With the offer to bring back Serene for Jacy's life, Kira lodged a knife into her friend's back, only to realize she had been tricked by the Strangler.

Name: Jamal Jones (Hoss)Sex: MaleAge: 37Race: HumanAppearance:Hoss's AppearancePersonality: Rough, grumpy, business orientedWeapons: Glock 36History: Not much is known about Hoss except that he's Kira's business partner and has a decent list of prior convictions. He doesn't really talk much and when he does it's usually about business. Even though he stands at a good 6'7", has countless tattoos (from the years he spent in prison), and has that pure muscle, harder exterior look about him, he's actually a big teddy bear, especially when it comes to women. Even then, that side of him is rarely seen. Hoss is usually seen looking for Kira or tending the bar and almost never takes off his sunglasses.

Name: Vyse IrvingSex: MaleAge: 36Race: HumanAppearance:Vyse's AppearancePersonality: Easy going, honorable, confident, patient, sarcastic challenge lover with mild misoginist tendencies in his love hate relationship for city women. Tends to break rules.Weapons: Glock 21, Sig Sauer P226, and Swiss Army KnifePosition: Deputy MarshalHistory: Former bronc rider, Vyse tamed the wildest of wild horses. Naturally, his skill on a horse served him well during his career and allowed him to complete his training at the Marshal Service Training Academy with stellar performance, especially on his quick draw and marksmanship. When he was only twenty years old he fell in love with a CityScape stripper and in a very short time, the two eloped in a very vegas style wedding. During his decade long marriage, his city bred wife spent much of his hard earned money on designer shoes, bags, clothes, anything that caught her attention in stores, even another man. It wasn't until he walked in on his wife screwing someone else that he filed for divorce at the age of thirty. Even though he was quite skilled at taming horses, he couldn't manage to tame the wild woman, who stole and shattered his heart. The experience caused a bitterness not only towards city women, but for CityScape in general, however, he still wears his wedding ring as a memento. In recent days he has been given the order to transfer to the CityScape Police Station by a few higher ups to figure out exactly why there's been a rise in criminal activity and to keep a watchful eye over the young chief.

Name: Leonardo (Leon) FoxeSex: MaleAge: 28Race: HumanAppearance:Leon's AppearancePersonality: Leon is generally cool headed and always serious minded, cracking small jokes from time to time. He takes most things in stride, especially when it comes to drama, generally getting over situations fairly quickly. Whether it's a confrontation between good friends, or the death of one, instead of becoming distraught, he'll focus his mind harder on his goals. Often he loses himself through his training to become stronger, believing that by doing so, he can save anyone and everyone he cares for. He's an extremely determined and often bull headed individual, refusing to back down and always fighting harder to the bitter end, not even allowing himself to stop him from achieving his goals. Because of this mentality, he often puts himself in lone wolf scenarios, thrusting himself into his training with his one track mind and can come off as insensitive or brash.

Though many women fawned over him while he was younger and continue to do so in his adulthood, he pays little attention to them, often neglecting even his own needs as a man. Rather than gawking at a beautiful woman, he'll more often than not give an off-handed compliment instead. If indecent thoughts run through his mind or he sees a woman skimpily dressed, he'll usually look away from them out of respect. If a group of women crowd him, like what often happens when they recognize him off the streets, he'll become annoyed, ignore them, or come off as cold. Leon can easily be seen as aloof, sometimes needing others to explain certain situations to him, especially when it comes to female advances and flirting. Thanks to his behavior, mixed with his one track mind towards fighting along with his career, he may not be the most dependable person, but will always do his best to be there for those he cares for.

Of course, Leon is an avid lover for a challenge and the thrill, fighting anything, even if the odds are greatly stacked against him; he'll even fight a bear...Only when another's life or his own is in danger and no other option is placed before him, will he summon Augustus to aid him. Aside from that, it's bare knuckles and may the best man, woman...or bear...win.Weapons: Customized pistol, hunting knife, and his fists.Position: World traveling boxerHistory: Leon grew up in the CityScape Orphanage, losing his family in a fire that killed his parents and younger sister. From that moment on, he decided he would devote his life to fighting in order to protect those he cared for. In high school he dated Jacy and as soon as came of age, the boxing world called to him, came to know of his skills in the underground fighting ring and offered to make him into a true boxer. Jacy tried to get him to stay, but he was convinced he would never get another chance to fulfill his dream and thus, ended their high school sweetheart relationship. His dream did indeed come true and he fought live for many years, taking down the best of the best. During those years, they kept in contact, sending each other letters on occasion and over the years, he came to regret his decision of leaving her behind. Despite his feelings, he has come to accept his big brother role in her life...

Name: Augustus (sometimes called Caesar by Leon)Sex: Presumably maleAge: ??Race: ??Appearance:Augustus's Appearance/Approximately thirteen feet tall.Personality: ??Specialties: Augustus is an elemental based personification, often using the environment around him--his specialty being electricity along with powerful strikes and as a result, Leon is hardly affected by it, even when he isn't summoned. During the summoning, Leon's senses become a bit keener and his body, more agile. At times, Augustus will "lend" Leon his powers, sometimes infusing his host with electricity, which he can then use to his advantage in an attempt to tag team foes. His greatest weakness, however, is ice based assaults and as a result, so is Leon. If Leon suffers too much physical pain and the mental connection between the two is severed, then Augustus will vanish until summoned once more, but not without leaving his host to become highly fatigued and vulnerable.History: When Leon was eight years old and witnessed the death of his family in a house fire, he was held back from going inside to help protect his family. The event was the catalyst to Augustus heeding that little boy's calling, making Leon the youngest person on record to awaken. The name "Augustus" was what the personification called himself and so, Leon suspects him to be an illusion of the great Caesar Augustus of the Roman Empire, however, every time he asks, he never gets a clear answer. Over the years, the two have formed somewhat of a bond and Augustus makes it clear that Leon's will is his own, yet at times he has proven to be difficult to command, doing whatever he wants instead. He's been asleep for a few months until recently.Additional Information:There is little to no solid information about Augustus and anything of his kind, though there is plenty of speculation. While some believe them to be deities, illusions, spirits of historical figures, guardians, and even demons, their purpose and the reason for their existence remains unknown, even to the humans they inhabit. Augustus and all like him are quite commonly believed to be manifestations of their host's personality and/or soul, a kind of mask that protects their user when they're met with impossible odds, making their appearance only when the user is experiencing immense mental stress or fear. For this reason, Leon uses a gun to evoke Augustus, while others have been known to use fake suicide pills and in very rare cases, a user can summon the manifestations by sheer will. Because the user's eye color tends to have a 'smoking' effect, many believe the manifestations to be the 'mirror to one's soul' and speculate that the unmistakable sound of shattering glass directly relates to this. Research indicates personifications can gain their own sense of awareness, sometimes causing them to go berserk on their user and ultimately leading to their host's demise.

Name: Maxwell Patronus PaneSex: MaleAge: 49Race: HumanAppearance:Maxwell's AppearancePersonality: Maxwell is firm and bold in everything he does, leading others to become frightened or uncomfortable to those he first meets. He is particularly strict with his daughter, Jacy, but despite his rough edges, ensures he has her best interest at heart.Weapons: Walther PK380Position: President of the Patronus GroupHistory: Maxwell is a widower, with his wife, Jacy's mother dying when she was a teenager from a life threatening illness. He is the president of The Patronus Group (formerly known as Sapphire), a corporation dedicated to genetic research and development, once known to conduct inhumane experiments to gain a better understanding in people with very unique cases, ordered by the hands of his predecessor, Jacy's grandfather, and his father before that. Maxwell, though very different than his father, has been forced to clean up the mess and bad reputation gained, even going so far as changing the name of the company itself. In his care, the company deals mainly in charity organizations, orphanages, and school funding, keeping only mild roots in developing pharmaceuticals for genetic defects and with his daughter's suggestion, has begun looking into cases like Leon.

Name: Ezekiel (Zeke) ZenithSex: MaleAge: 27Race: HumanAppearance:Zeke's Appearance, Appearance #2, Appearance #3Personality: People think of Zeke as an asshole...and they're right. Having a tendancy to push others away with his 'tough guy' exterior, he masks his gentler self, one that usually only comes out when he's either cooking, around dogs, or teaching others.Weapons: Standard issued Glock.Position: Gunsmith/Drug DealerHistory: Zeke was but a few children born with the with an ability that allowed him to summon his personality, being one of the last subjected to torturous tests by the Patronus Group's predecessor. The experience allowed him to gain a better knowledge and understanding of his power, one he keeps rather private. Aside from his questionable adolescence, he grew up an average kid in the city. Now, he roams the back alleys and ghettos of CityScape, earning his credibility by peddling the drug street named, Evokicet, used primarily as a fake suicide pill and works closely with the Patronus Group to manufacture and distribute the customized guns to any who are like him, including his childhood friend, Leon.

Name: Elizabeth (real name unknown)Sex: FemaleAge: ?? (Looks 27)Race: ?? (Looks Human)Appearance:Elizabeth's Appearance, Appearance #2Personality: Elizabeth is often depicted as a poised woman, polite most times and always known to speak her mind, even if she sometimes comes off as blunt or strange while doing so. Her lack of understanding the world sometimes leaves her looking a bit naiive, especially when she encounters technology of any kind. Being a neutral observer, she watches things unfold, unable to directly interfere with peoples' choices, though she sometimes chooses to warn others.Weapons: Tarot cards. Has the ability to shift her form into a glowing blue butterfly.Position: Tarot card readerHistory: Not much is known about Elizabeth, not her name, age, or even why she chooses to wander CityScape and give insight to those she believes needs it. Some believe she's involved in a bet to see if humans can become enlightened beings, or if they will destroy themselves, probing humanity's heart to wonder what lies inside, while others claim she is just curious. She lives within the realm of consciousness and unconsciousness of all souls and awakens within people their true potential.

IC: The Marshal softly chuckled at the detective's words, amusement which soon died down when another detective mentioned the bartender's name. Vyse shifted his gaze to the man as he proceeded to explain the woman had actually stabbed herself down in the holding cell block. His brows furrowed at the information and just as he moved to stand as well, Brooks volunteered to go.

"I'll do it. You should finish that report."

From his half standing position, the Marshal slumped back into his chair, giving a brief glance at Raven, before looking out the door to see the homicide detective and Brooks make their leave of the room. He brought one hand up to smooth over his scruff as the men sat in silence for a moment, not being able to help but wonder with the woman's words repeating in his mind...

That was fast...I can't imagine you've already finished that report...

Coul' jus' be a coincidence, he thought...then again...it was pretty early to be handing in reports.

"...Wha would ya say if I told ya I kissed Cher?"

"...Looks bad enough..." Hoss replied as he settled his hands down on the surface of the bar, turning his gaze up to look at the patrons for a moment before he looked back down at the woman. "...Did you at least hit him back?..."

"Ya talk too much, cat," Kira muttered with a grin as the pain resonated deliciously from the self inflicted wound. "...I got bored." As if to further override whatever endorphins that began pumping through her, the brunette pushed just millimeters further, clinging onto that sense of control over one's mind. Above her, she could hear those same noises from before, seemingly moving from one side of the room to another. Sure enough, there was a friend in the ceiling...Her eye shifted to the cat.

Re: CityScape Police Station Chapter 5 (Mature Content)

Name: Lynn HarperSex: FemaleAge: 24Race: HumanAppearance: LYNNPersonality: Outwardly plays by the books, quiet and clever, hard to readWeapons: Standard issue 9mm, pocket knifePosition: DetectiveHistory: Lynn's history is fairly unclear but rumors make her seem normal enough. Grew up in suburbia, white picket fence and all, with a detective father (retired but how she got in) and college professor mother. She's been well educated and has a high aim. After losing her best friend, Lynn went on a mission to set things right and live for herself. She realized that losing everything gained her something worth living for, her own life.

Name: Johnathan (Jon) Micheals Sex: MaleAge: 39Race: MaleAppearance: JONPersonality: A neutral sort of fellow, he had little feelings for anyone but likes to toy with people at their expense. He has a dark side because of personal losses but there's a glimmer of hope in there.Weapons: UnknownPosition: Gun for hireHistory: Jon is a man with nothing left to lose. Former FBI, he started out on the force as a detective. He moved up quickly and impressively. Unfortunately he made a lot of enemies trying to fix some injustices in the system. It made him lose everything. His wife, his kids, even the damn dog. He could never go back but had no sense of justice anymore. He kept his identity a secret and hired out his services to the highest bidder.

Name: Benjamin MarxSex: maleAge:30Race: HumanAppearance:BENPersonality: Some would say he's egotisical. They're right, he is. Ozzing confidence and charm, Ben's a heart breaker and a ladies' man. He can be helpful most of the time but he has a bit of a temper.Weapons: Scalpel, money, reputationPosition: Plastic Surgeon, Heir to Marx fortune (investments)History: Son of a surgeon and an investment banker, Ben was born into money. He followed his father's path into the medical field not knowing that dad delved into other types of work. He became bored with his work and moved on to the work of making people beautiful, something that allows him to live a lavish lifestyle as he is well known for his skilled hands. He had a brief stint with Detective Harper and has done work for many people she knows.

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After looking herself over, Lynn decided that she was indeed fine. In better shape then she had been in a while if anything. If only this was reality. But, more than likely it wasn't.

"I'm fine. What is this place?" She looked around at the field, standing there she was unsure if she could feel the warmth of the sun. It was there, shining brightly, but somehow seemed so fake. It was all sort of like a dream, where only some feelings resignated and others just were missing. She stepped forward a bit through the grass and continued to look around. It made her wonder if tethering was different for everyone. Carl seemed a bit confused as well so it would have been different for him and...his wife. Just thinking of it made her bite her lip softly and glad that she had stepped forward a bit. She was afraid of comparing herself to someone she didn't know due to what she was doing. In a way it made her want to second guess her actions. She couldn't though, not after she had pushed Carl to trust that man. Finally she looked back to him, holding out her hand slightly. They may as well figure out what was going on.

Re: CityScape Police Station Chapter 5 (Mature Content)

[OOC: Holy crap I didn't even realize we reached 40 pages in the last thread XD]

Name: Alice Walker (Street Name- Kiki)Sex: FemaleAge: 24Race: Chambion (half human/half succubus)Appearance:[1]-Her undercover appearance varies day by day, and she owns a assortment of wigs,contacts, and outfits to accomodate the work.Personality: Normally she is a very sweet and even bubbly. She is a very social butterfly and enjoys meeting people. Sex is a topic she discusses as if talking about what she had for breakfast the day before and does not understand why people get so flustered over the topic. However, the moment she dons hwer wig and make up her personality drastically changes and she puts on the persona of Kiki, the shameless and flirty Prostitute who'll moonlight, now and then, as a drug mule. She also tends to eat a lot, and can always be found munching on something fatty when not working.
Weapons: Pocket .380 Pistol- Being under cover she can't carry any big weapons usually, so her standard issue 9 mm stays locked in her locker at the police station. Instead she carries her Pocket pistol in a small purse on her when she's walking. OC Spray- A can of OC spray (a bit stronger than pepper spray) is also carried in her purse. Depending on the outfit, she may carry a knife or two on her person.Position: Prior Undercover (Prostitute/ Drug Mule)/ Vance Employee- She now works under Diego Vance, but still acts as an informant for the police when she can, and not under Vance's watchful eye.History: Alice has grew up a fairly normal kid. As a cambion her succubus mother was not very keen on raising her and left her in the care of her father, a Police officer. He raised her the best he could doing his best to repress her Succubus tendencies. Unfortunately, doing so, led to the alter ego Kiki. Kiki first appeared when Alice was in middle school, and further came into her own as she got older and her father tried to repress those sexual tendencies. Eventually she got an outlit by moonlighting as a prostitute under a disguises. Surprisingly, it was this dual life style she managed to balance, with school and work,that brought her father to suggest she try out for the police academy. Alice jumped at the chance. She's never looked back since. Kiki got her outlet, and she got to do good things for the city, and all guilty free! Recently she's been finding Kiki's personality blending into her own, and it has begun to worry her a little. She has yet to bring this up to anyone though. Usually she would have spoken to her father about it, but he died three years prior KIA on a job. He was the former team leader of the SWAT team.

Alice was placed on the case of Isara, who went missing during a break out at the station. She took the job eagerly mostly to get her mind off the strange, building emotions that were stirring for Nick Valor, a rookie SWAT officer she broke her 'do-not-sleep-with-co-workers" rule for. Desperate to rid herself of the start of strange emotions, she's she threw herself to the wolves- or in this case Big Bad Wolf - Diego Vance. Teetering on the edge of betraying her co-workers at the station and the security that Vance is offering her, she seemed to be slowly digging herself into but a deeper hole.

Finally she found Isara, and with some negotiation, was able to get her sent back home to her family, and the station safe and sound. However, in return, she honored the contract she signed with Vance, quiting her job on the force to work as part of his force. The job isn't so bad, as long as she keeps a blind eye to the criminal activity her new boss does out of the public's eye.

Name: Raven WolshireSex: MaleAge: 32Race: Human- Robotic ProstheticsAppearance:[1]Personality: loud, flirty, rebellious, adrenaline junky, and cockyWeapons: Standard issued 9mm Glock, Robotic Prosthetics that include small laser guns, and other little nic-nacksPosition: Undercover Detective (specialty sex trafficking/ Drug Dealers)History: Raven has always been quite adventureous and was always known to take risks. He joined the police academy straight out of high school, and took the fast track to the job that would allow him the most freedom- under cover agent. He was good at it too. At least until he dug a little too far. A job posing as an undercover biker for a known drug dealing biker gang, he was in deep for nearly ten years of his career. They were finally about to make their bust was he was outted by another agent to the gang, forcing him to make the bust earlier than the original plan. It was quite the violent exchange involving plenty of gun fire and a lot of crashed vehicles. Nevertheless, the drug king pin they were after was indeed caught, but at the cost of his right leg and left arm. It was quite a loss and he had even gone through an entire year of depression when they told him he would have to resign from his job- take a desk job. Luckily, a break came through when he was offered to try an experimental technolgy for robotic prosthetics. The prosthetics look no different from the flesh and bone counter part on the outside, but make no mistake that they are very, very robotic. Raven was back on his feet and back in the job in no time. Technically he's still supposed to be on convalescent leave until he had adjusted to the limbs completely, but he refused to rest and agreed to take the less dangeorus job as look out for other undercover agents and jobs until he fully adjusted to his new limbs.

Raven has came to terms with his growing emotions for none other than his boss, the Chief of Police Jacy Pane. He had always admired her after she sat through hours upon hours of his shouting and ranting while he was in the hospital. No matter how often her cursed her, insulted her, or screamed at her she always came back at the same time every day to see how he was. Despite his behavior then, he was always grateful for her dedication. He learned with time that there may have been more to Jacy's daily visits than he originally thought. Emotions stirring between the two left him feeling stronger and stronger for the woman by the minute, but whispers from her past of a lover taken from her made him equally unsure. However, after nearly watching Jacy die twice right before him, he made up his mind and there's no way he was going to give her up to anyone.

After Jacy's ex-fiance seeks to kill her for good, and a Deputy Marshal who seemingly wants to take her down things seemed to have calmed a bit for the time being. Now Raven tries to help Jacy as he can, and where she'll let him, in finding a solution to the impending debt she'll owe Zombie once his work with Spike and the Strangler are done. Along the way he continues to harrass her for dates and such, becoming a bit bolder in his advances as their relationship progressed.

Homid-[1]lupus-[1] (Lupus = wolf form)Hispo-[1] (Similar to Lupus, but much larger-think small horse- and more prehistoric in appearance)Crinos-[1]- Recently his fur turns shock-white in crinos, he has no explanation for it. (height is well over 10 ft)

Personality: Much like his Partner, Raven, Carl is a very free spirit however he has a good more measure of responsbility. While Raven is known as a "player" Carl would be considered his halaroius wing-man. Most people don't take him seriously outside of his job, which he is fine with and actually prefers.Weapons: Standard issue 9mm Glock, Two identical daggers with 5 inch blades and zip cord hooks on the hilts that can hook together, or can be used to retract the blade if thrown.Position: Leader of Undercover unit Team DeltaHistory: Carlos has been an under cover agent for well over 15 years, having worked his way up from a typical street thug to traffic cop, and busted his ass to get as far as he had and is probably one of the best at his job, if not the best. He probably could have gone into acting with how convincing his disguises were and his ability to just 'take on a character', but he did not. Not too much is known about him since Carl rarely talks about himself and keeps his private life just that, private. He's firm believer in keeping his home life and work life seperate. Unknown to all, save the Chief of Police and a few choice others, he does have a son, Daniel. Many would not think Carl would be a good father with how he never seems to take anything seriously, but surprisingly he takes being a father quite serious. He's quite intent on raising his son well, especially since he's doing it on his own.

Carl assisted Lynn Harper in what should have been a simple homicide investigation, however it turned into much more serious. In turn, feelings seemed to have developed between them, but before Carl had the chance to explore it more Lynn was up and gone with only a note in her wake. Her sudden disappearance after they had agreed on working out whatever it was they were experience left him a little peturbed, to say the least, but he worked through it his own way while trying not to worry his mind about where the younger detective disppeared off to. Now he focuses his time on trying to keep Raven's mind on track and the changes going on in his own body (the fur color change in his crinos form, and his up and rising temperment).

Name: Iyolla "Iyo" Petriella MalvakinskeySex: FemaleAge: 20Race: HumanAppearance:[1]Personality: Iyo, within her home, is a very stubborn, almost bossy young woman. She isn't afraid to speak her mind and point out the obvious. This stubborn streak turns to iron when it comes to notions of stepping outside her home, however. She suffers from a worsening case of Agoraphobia. The mere thought as so much as getting near her front door terrifies her. Iyo gives her trust sparingly, and even then shows a great deal of distrust in those she "claims" she does trust. Within the scientific world she is a wraith to be reckoned with even worse.Weapons: Home- Iyo's home has been, over the years turned into a fortress of sorts. She has equiped it with self made security systems and alarms to make the ultimate defensive system that keeps the world out of her safe haven. Her home is her sanctuary, the one place she feels utterly and completely safe.Position: Renowned Prodigy Robotics ScientistHistory: Iyo was raised in a very sheltered existance by her single mother, a german immigrant who gave birth to her shortly after arriving. Just as Iyo suffers from Agoraphobia, her mother did the same and it is likely a learned trait. The woman's fears of the world beyond her home, led to Iyo being home schooled despite her genius. Then, however, Iyo had no fear of the world beyond her mother's home and often wondered what lay beyond it. She graduated from high school level education when she was 16, and began taking college courses via the internet and tutors. However, her second year, against he mother's wishes and pleading, she decided to study at college, abroad, in her mother's home country. One of her tutors had agreed to take her, but she never made it to the airport,. Instead she was drugged and subjected to several weeks of sex trafficking.

Detective Wolshire and his team managed to save her and several other girls, and after being hospitalized and speaking to several therapists she was able to return home. The Agoraphobia began to set in after that, especially under the influence of her mother, and grew into a full blown case after the woman committed suicide, leaving a note that spouted nonesense about the evils and dangers of the world. Since then Iyo has been living in her mothers home turning it into a home robotics laboratory she now works out of. When she heard about Detective Wolshire's unfortunate accident, she decided to repay her debt by creating him the robotic limbs he now wears. He visits her home on the occasion for tune ups and replacement parts as needed.

After an attack on her home, when Detective Wolshire and Chief Pane came to her for help in hiding, Iyo has become a little bolder- she walks out of her front door and checks her mail box by herself bolder. She's still terrified of doing more than that, but it's getting easier. She also returned home, despite the oddity that took up her bathroom- a bathroom she placed cameras in, sealed off, and never goes into. After speaking with Chief Pane about it, of course, she promised to monitor the activities and alert the woman if anything happened, though what Iyo didn't know. If anything, both Chief Pane and Detective Wolshire hated the idea of her even staying in her home, but she refused to leave. It was her one and only home and she wouldn't give it up, not even to Zombie.

Finally, after Zombie resurrected Spike, IYo has her home back... though not after her own run in with Zombie herself. Now she has been presented an opportunity to work for the infamous Bio Lab... and she has set her conditions in order to do so. Now she merely needs to wait and see what happens.

Name: Daniel RodriguezSex: MaleAge: 8Race: GarouAppearance:[1]Personality: Friendly, Optimistic, and playfulWeapons: NonePosition: Carlos Rodriguez's SonHistory: When Daniel was about 5 he and his mother were kidnapped. Garou, or werewolf, children are a high and rare comodity on the black market and usually sold to be tossed into underground dog fighting. He watched his mother killed trying to protect him, and was traumatized by it. Luckily, before they could ship him off, his father rescued him and he now lives a somewhat happy life with him back home.

Lately Daniel has been growing, and not naturally. As usual for garou, he hit his growth spurt at a younger age than his peers, as such he often gets mistaken for being much older than he actually is. However, regardless of this he still has the mind of any other 8 year old. He doesn't bring it up to his father, however, that in school his freakish growth spurt had made him the bunt of teasings.

Name: Brooks GleasonSex: MaleAge: 26Race: Beast Kindred/Human - Kindred are an alien race that comes in several breeds with superior senses and strength, and specific quirks to their specific breed. They have a strict code of honor they follow. Beast kindred are generally quick to anger and retractable claws and sharper teeth, as well as quick regenerative abilities.Appearance:[1]Personality: Generally quiet, but polite, and never talks about himself. He has a surprising measure of patience for his breed, but when he does blow up it is hard to calm him down. He is extremely protective of his loved ones. Weapons: Standard issued Glock.Position: New Undercover DetectiveHistory: Brooks was actually not raised on Earth his entire life. Originally he was raised on the Kindred mother ship by his parents, a human woman and his kindred father. It was after his father's untimely death that his mother took him back to earth. He was about 16 at the time. Due to his size and unfamiliarity he got into a lot of scuffles growing up, but kept strong to his father's teachings, as well as his mothers. Eventually he joined the police force in his small home town and worked his way up. At some point, however, he had a falling out with his partner at the station and it escalated, though about what it was hard to say since the incident was never documented in his records, rumor has it that it had something to do with his sexuality though. He was transferred to City Scape and after a month of working and familiarizing himself with the job he put in an application for undercover work. It was approved and he was soon placed under Detective Rodriguez and Detective Wolshire's care.

"...Wha would ya say if I told ya I kissed Cher?"

"I'd say you're full of shit," Raven replied instantly. It was an automated reponse to be honest and he trusted Jacy. She had not given him any reason not to in fact, especially after turning down Spike, and choosing him. She's told him practically every thing about her past, came clean. She would not let the Marshal kiss her. Not in a million years....right?

Right.

Even so, he shifted a hint with discomfort and tongued his piercings.

"I'll see if the on duty medic is here," the detective called. He and Brooks had grabbed to more officers to head down with him just in case Kira decided it get antsy.

Brooks hurried down the steps and through the doors that led into the holding cell entry hall. He took the immediate right and he could hear the two officers behind him following close at heel. They pressed into the small sally port that led to the cell block, and when he reached the door and pushed, he frown when he found it locked. His amber gaze lifted to peer through the glass where he promptly pounded on the door, a frown on his lips.

"One of you get the master key," he instructed. THe officer was off in seconds. He looked back into the glass taking note of the unconscious officer and then the...cat? How the hell did a cat get down there?! "Unlock the door!" he ordered through the thick metal.

"Looks like a waking dreams," Carl said as he his hand found Lynn's. "There are not many Garou that I've heard of that are capable of sending people into a waking sleep with just a touch..." The worry and surprise was evident in Carl's voice.

"My My, someone's well informed." The white haired man's voice drifted from further out in the field. IT was followed by the distinct sound of stretching before slowly he sat up. On either side of him popped two wolves. One was white as the man's hair, sleek, and baring the BSD symbol on it's forehead just as the man. The other was none other that Carl's own wolf, his other form. "It's not as hard as everyone thinks really.. you just have to be insane enough to understand it."

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A waking dream? It barely seemed logical but logical wasn't really important right now. As the man's voice came over them she was sure to curl her fingers around Carl's hand, for comfort. It sort of threw her off as he sat up along with...those wolves. One was all too familiar, proving the dream was as he said. He was so casual about everything, that's what worried her. She could not tell if it was confidence or if he really did not care about what he was doing. Her face retracted from one of light surprise to a blanker canvas.

What was next? She had no idea why but as they moved forward with this her nervousness grew. Though, it could not be seen on her it certainly was filling her.

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The Marshal smiled a bit before he chuckled at the man's response to his inquiry, nodding his head a bit in agreement. He expected as much, didn't blame the man for thinking the way he did--if the positions were reversed, he'd probably say something similar. Whether or not the detective wondered it to be truth or lie, didn't matter in the end to him. Vyse knew what happened and more importantly, Cher knew what happened. That was enough for him.

"Ah, oui, ain't we all?" He joked as he slid from his chair to stand once more, sauntering through the room until he reached the printer where he proceeded to grab the report he had printed earlier that morning for the woman, turning his head slightly to watch the detective from the corner of his eye, curious suspicion remaining alive in his mind.

She felt the slight reverberation of the heavy metal door as the detective pounded on it, catching the woman's attention as she slightly tilted her head up, barely able to see his face through the glass from her angle. Her grin drifted a bit into a smirk as her eye turned up a bit more to look at the ceiling. She turned her body just slightly as her fingers loosened to release the handle of the blade, allowing her hand to fall to the cold ground, her brows slightly knitting from the pain.

"The cavalry's here..." Kira muttered in an almost cynical tone. That cat was nothing but a big pain in her ass. All she wanted to do was leave, maybe make a brief appearance to the coppers, just to say something like 'This is the day you almost caught Kira Compton!' cheesing the whole time, and then bail, drink until she was sloppy, mess around with some explosives, smoke some weed, the usual, but no-ooo...Now she had a knife stuck in her leg, trapped in a room with that pain in the ass pussy cat, who had a sick case of Napoleon complex, and police reinforcements behind her...not to mention she was sobering up all too quickly.

"Unlock the door!"

Kira's hand suddenly shot up, clutching her bloodied fingers onto the frame of the window that separated the detective and herself, while her other raised to grip onto the handle of the door, then she pushed, slowly curling her legs in as the muscles in her wounded one began to spasm slightly from the pressure while she worked her way up the door to stand. She lifted her chin, casting that same look of hunger at the amber eyed man.

Slowly she curled her fingers in, only leaving her index finger to point up towards the ceiling as her eye followed her own digit's direction. She didn't know what the hell was up there, wasn't all that eager to find out, but knew whatever it was, was part of the reason her day suddenly turned a little shitty, mouthing the words 'watch yo ass' to the detective. Then, she turned her gaze down to look at the handle of the door, lowering both hands to grasp onto it, while she slid her injured leg back in an attempt to properly ground herself before she gave the door a several forceful jerks to no avail.

The woman hung her head as her lips twitched into a small grin. Her efforts didn't even make it budge a hint and slowly she turned to look back at the unconscious officer, taking a few steps closer towards him; it soon became obvious in her advance which leg she favored. As much as the woman reveled in the pain, it was undoubtedly difficult to ignore, especially when the likelihood of the tip rubbing against bone was high--soon she dropped to the floor and began to search the man's body for keys, grabbing his sidearm as she searched.

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Name: Zombie
Sex: No
Age: got bored of counting around 8
Race: a cuddly little snuggle bunny... or the ultimate shape shifting viral colony. It's hard to remember the difference at times
Appearance: Tends to go for a male in mid twenties, brown unkept hair, bored look, black shirt, blue jeans. Features vary according to mood and purpose
Personality: fickle, scrutinising, insatiable hunger, obsessed with his work, straight to the point, fiercely loyal should one win him over
Weapons: his own body, random bio weapons and a psychic kitten
Position: self-appointed accelerator of evolution
History: Zombie got caught in the struggle of the Police station versus Coding's lab early on and and has since dealt several blows to the keepers of peace. His loyalty the the ways of the biolab stretched far beyond Coding's presence and the creature found himself lurking the halls and continuing his experiments long after the departure of Coding himself. Although the struggle to keep the lab running without Coding's presence proved vain over and over as the lab kept falling into hibernation, Zombie's efforts made at least parts of the old complexes usable at times, which in turn enabled him to develop his skills further... to the point where even his old foes came to him for help. It was Jacy herself, asking him to get rid of the Strangler inside Spike's body. Amused by the irony and tempted by the challenge to surpass Coding himself, Zombie accepted. However, the experiment was interrupted by one of the usual disturbances the biolab experienced and as far as Zombie knew, Spike went missing right afterwards. Zombie was furious. He raged. He rampaged through the labs. And released something that he himself had problems fighting off. It took ages for him to recover. But now he emerged again. And he decided to stir things up a bit....

And he did so by brutally murdering and devouring what seemed to be a little girl with supernatural powers, creating her clone, having his psychic kitten scare off a military base alongside of two giant mutant felines and capturing Spike. He can currently be found locked inside an operating room surrounded red mist, talking to a strange woman, opening up and poking around what's left of him. That last part should in one way or another lead to Spike being rid off the Strangler, but Zombie doesn't seem too concerned of his patients health during the process as of the moment.

Zombie spent the last three months rebuilding Spike's body and memories inside a tub in Iyo's home. Once done, he ha to give up his deal with Jacy for a service he didn't quite expect he'd require

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Name: Counter-Strangler Xvolver
Sex: none necessary
Age: 5 months
Race: Xvovler
Appearance: large, six-legged, skinless creature that is covered by a thick, transparent, solid coating.
Personality: pretty stiff
Weapons: the ability to gather pigeon poop, standing perfectly still and smelling really really bad
Position: stable
History: After defeating Spike, the Xvolver, without any information or orders stood perfectly still. Unfortunately, the ooze that was supposed serve as armor that could be turned on and off hardened permanently, locking him into one position. The creature never moved since. Whether willingly or not, is yet to be determined.

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Name: Missing Xvolver
Sex: none necessary
Age: 5 months
Race: Xvovler
Appearance: probably still feline and six-legged. Other details unknown
Personality: no clue
Weapons: no idea
Position: unknown
History: Fate was entrusted with two of the skinless monstrosities, yet he somehow managed to misplace one. It had three months to develop. The results of such, could potentially be interesting...

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Name: Thing In the Ducts
Sex: the tentacle-kind
Age: 3 months
Race: unknown
Appearance: unknown
Personality: Stealthy, but kind of noisy
Weapons: creepy sounds, tentacles and the ability to produce mood affecting liquids that quickly dissipate into the air.
Position: above your head, most likely
History: When Fate first visited the police station, he left behind a worm-like creature. This disappeared. And had time to grow. Now it roams the air ducts of the police station, its current goals unknown.
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Name: Little girl
Sex: Female
Age: three months
Race: humanoid bioweapon
Appearance: Fragile, young little girl with long dark hair.
Personality: the little girl's personality is split in two. A part of her remembers what the body she was modeled from used to act, but slowly but surely, she's starting to realise the difference between her and her former self and what she really is. This makes her appear lost, unfocused and maybe a little scared at times, as she keeps going over her situation and her very existence, trying to figure herself out.
Weapons: The little girl is capable of using and other people's blood to her advantage. Her skill may differ from the original in various degrees, since Zombie's preferences were rather different compared to the original. Her Zombie is also made of Zombie-mass, so if she breaks down, she is likely to turn into sentient green goo as well until provided with a proper body
Position: guinea pig
History: Zombie ate a girl. Girl had special powers. Girl was reporting to someone Zombie wanted to keep in the dark. And so, Zombie took a piece of himself and reformed the girl. She was instantly put to use for some fetch quests to test her basic functions. What Zombie didn't account for was, that on the way, the girl would be asked to define herself and from that moment on, creating a new persona... or at least understanding the lack thereof. The girl is rather unstable from the mental side as of the moment and is awaiting her trial from Zombie to justify her existence.

Failing to get information out of other people ad failing to track down Kira, she fled into the shadow of the streets. Soon, rumors spread about an apparition, a sweet girl, luring unsuspecting victims into the darkness of the alleys and draining them of their blood.

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Name: Artie
Sex: Male-ish
Age: does not understand nor adhere to such concepts
Race: specter
Appearance: various forms of shadows. When he manifests himself, he is covered by a top hat, formal suit, caps, gloves and a porcelain mask that shifts expressions according to how Artie feels. He walks around with a cane with a silver skull on it.
Personality: calm, caring, gentlemanly demeanor most of the time, but will get edgy around too many people or too much bright light
Weapons: cane, spiritual energies and possession of inanimate objects
Position: inspector of the supernatural
History: Neither Zombie nor Artie like to talk about how they met, nor acknowledge each others existence much beyond needing each others help. Usually that ends up being Artie helping out the bio weapon, but he's usually offered jobs that his compassion for living things does not allow him to refuse. Artie keeps suspecting Zombie of using him, but could never find any evidence of him not being true to his word. The specter remains cautious even with the newest request from Zombie, as a mysterious photo was sent to him by his old acquaintance.

After helping with Jacy get into the photo and confront the Strangler on a more metaphysical level, Artie heard a strange calling from the graveyard and has spent the majority of the last three months there... currently MIA

Name: Fate
Sex: Male
Age: 4
Race: cat...kinda
Appearance: A fat with little kitten with either a bored or judging expression on it's face. Fate is an overly fluffy and flexible specimen, with litle to no bone structure, acting more like a squeeze toy than a cat at times.
Personality: Lazy. Abbrasive. Demanding. Selfish. Only listens to Zombie because he was made to.
Weapons: needle teeth with paralitic poison and claws, although effective were more stylish decissions on Fate's design. The kitten was mainly created to be an energy storage unit and weapon. As such, he absorbs and bends energies of nigh any category to his will. If the ammount of energy Fate absorbs is too much for him to handle, he'll use the excess to split up into two kitties, doubling his power to annoy people. The kitty is currently being accompanied by Zombie's prototypes of highly adoptable skinless, six legged feline creatures that he can use.
Position: resident napper
History: Eversince Fate was born, it was Zombie's goal for the kitty to be prepared to take over his trade and for Fate to sleep the day away, get scratched and lick electrical sockets. The two and argue a lot, but Zombie comes out top partly for being the Creator and partly because Fate is starting to develop a twisted sense of ego stroking for getting the job done correctly.

And by job, Fate usually means running rampart, yelling at people and complaining. Fate's a liability as much as he's a credit to his assigned cause. His mission of capturing, but not killing Spike was carried out successfully, but with collateral damage meaning the destruction of a plane full of passengers and also one of the most ancient and powerful beings that still roamed CityScape - The Dark Man. Last seen Fate emerged from a reckon mission in the sewers, where he attempted to find alien technology - in vain. After that, he just look a several months long nap.

Fate's currently suffering a condition that forces him to speak in haiku format.

The little electric ball slowly followed Kira into the cell. It was very nice of the crazy lady to actually hinder her movement both physically and tactically as she chose an even small place to maneuver in. Now the electric orb could placed itself right next to the woman and discharged itself into the room in a massive electrical wave. It was hard to imagine Kira having any chance of deflecting that one, so the kitty had to be careful. Last time he went all out a plane exploded randomly. Fate set his orb to stun for now. Who knows a few spasms could do the bartender good. Heck, considering how she'd end up in a cell so often, one could even guess she enjoyed being tazered silly.

While the electric orb was zapping the hell out of Kira's cell, Fate created another orb. This one was fire based. It slowly floated to the iron door. Upon reaching it, it changed into a sort of tear shape, concentrating its heat into its tip, pointing at the door frame, aiming to melt the door and welding it shut. Fate didn't expect a human to be able to force the door open with no help, but didn't want to wait around for the police officers to get more appropriate tools either.

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How embarrassing. The cell soon became filled with not only the sounds of Kira's strained cries, but the man who was trapped in the cell with her. It seemed the electrical current only succeeded in jolting him up from the nap, to find himself locked in a cell, getting tazed by some strange ball of power.

Even Kira had to admit, that was a pretty shitty way to wake up.

Both just laid there on the floor, their bodies writhing to the control of electricity. Really, what else could they do?

It kinda pissed her off, actually, never being one to play the role of damsel in distress...not only that, but being bested by a cat of all things!? That wasn't epic--it was just incredibly embarrassing.

Still, no use crying over spilled milk. The cat, she was sure would run out of magic tricks eventually, leaving his hand open for all to see. Kira was just the one who got the pleasure of seeing it all unfold up close and personal.

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Alice chuckled softly and gingerly pressed the ice pack to her cheek. "I did, plus some," she admitted. Her other hand lifted to take a sip of the scotch before she followed it with a content sigh.

"So, you the only one working this shift?" She leaned forward on the bar, her breasts more or less settling atop it. Already the small dose of phermones were seeping from her body, scenting the air around her appropriately.

"...So what now?" Carl asked as he slowed to a stop a few feet from the man. He did not stop, however, for the simple reason to keep his distance from the BSD, but rather it was the low warning growl the rumbled up from his wolf's throat, from DCG. The wolf shifted to it's paws in a low crouch, fangs bared. Carl's jaw tensed as he glared back at the animal.

"So now, you three get to work out your difference," the man replied with a grin. "By doing it here, it is much safer for everyone.."

"Safer? Why would it need to be-" Before Carl could finish D.C.G. launched at him, forcing the man to release Lynn's hand and stumble back. Luckily he tripped and DCG over shot, landed a few feet past him rather than on him. "What the hell!?"

"Don't ask me, I'm only here to provide the environment," the BSD replied. He looked at Lynn and waved at her. "Go play mediator/tether... or whatever it is they are calling it these days."

Raven's jaw tensed but he said nothing. His key strokes grew considerably heavier however in response to the growing aggitation. If things had been different, perhaps he and the Marshal might have gotten along, or perhaps if Vyse had his eye on anyone else besides Jacy. Alas, that was not the case, so Raven was undoubtably irritated by the man's presence instead.

"You should be careful though, she hear's you talking like that around here, she'll pull rank and throw some extra hours onto your shift."

Brooks narrowed his eyes as Kira smiled at him through the glass. When she pointed to the ceiling the kindred's confusion was evident. His eyes lifted to look as well, only meeting the sight of the white panels that decorated it. His head tilted and his senses craned to hear something he might have missed. For a moment he thought he might have heard something however the thoughts was dropped when the pained cries from within the holding block echoed out through the door. His body tensed instantly and hi face presed to the glass to see what was going on.

There sprawled on the floor of the cell was Kira and the officer, spasming as currents of electricity struck out at them. Seconds later his eyes caught sight of the flaming, tear shaped ball of fire. Suddenly any concern had about Kira escaping was gone, and now replaced with concern for her and the officer's well being.

"What in seven hells," he murmured as he watched the heated floating ball set to work. A low growl escaped him and he took a step back.

Seconds later he rammed one meaty shoulder into the door causing it to creak in protest. He stepped back and repeated it once more while he shouted for the officer he was left with to go inform Chief Pane and to get the battering ram. The heavy thud of his body meeting the iron echoed out loudly and while the door itself seemed unphased by the presumably futile attempt, the hinges that held it in place said something completely different. If there was enough room to have a running start, he surely would have broken down the door with the first go, but alas the space was limited.

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The wolf, Carl?, had launched itself at it's human counterpart. It missed and the man left them with little to go on. What the hell was she supposed to do!? She turned swiftly to see the animal recovering from its miss and she hurried to put herself between the two. Her feet carried her almost silently across the grass to stand before him. Her eyes met the beast's and narrowed. She certainly couldn't attack it or allow Carl to do the same. What was going on was sort of making sense now that she thought about it. Mediate...the pale haired man said that. Tether. This meant, she believed, that she would have to bring the sides together though they were obviously at odds. She had to protect not just one but both?

"I think I get it...now if I understood the how," she said more than anything.

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He watched the woman before him, her words bringing at least some form of ease to his mind while he grabbed a clean rag from beneath the counter, smoothing the cloth over the surface.

"So, you the only one working this shift?"

"...Yeah...if you're looking for Kira, she's not here..." The man replied quietly without thought. People who normally came in, came in to see her for business. It became second nature for the man to simply assume that nearly everyone who walked in wanted something from his crazy partner, or vice versa.

His hand soon slowed to a resting spot atop the bar as his shielded eyes slowly dragged from the wooden surface to the woman, tilting his head to the side a touch as he lightly cleared his throat. His gaze then lifted a bit more to see the other men in the bar, slowly becoming restless, all eyes on the woman. "...You know it's not safe here, right?..."

The Marshal soon turned his body completely, report in hand to look at the detective as the sounds of his fingertips hitting the keys filled the otherwise quiet room. There was an unmistakable tension that filled the room and though the two men remained civil more or less, there was the underlying type of rivalry between them.

"You should be careful though, she hear's you talking like that around here, she'll pull rank and throw some extra hours onto your shift."

The man chuckled lightly, his smirk widening a bit at the thought. In truth, there was nothing she could do...in truth, it was the Marshal who held more control over the situation--he knew it from the start and now, that woman knew it too. Working for one employer, who wanted to see her succeed and another, who wanted to take her down, Vyse was the middle man, playing two sides of a game that held the power to decide the woman's future.

"Y'know if she got a beau, Detective?" He asked as he stepped forward.

Suddenly her office door swung open.

"Chief, we got a problem in the holding cell block...!"

With furrowed brows, Jacy and Leon proceeded to listen to the man's explanation.

"She did what...!?" The woman's eyes widened a bit upon hearing the news, then narrowed as she shifted her gaze to the side...why in the world--? It didn't matter. While she began to make her way out of the office, Leon stood from his seat as well and promptly began following the woman while the other officer headed off to fetch the battering ram as instructed by the detective. She passed through the door in seconds, feeling the man's presence beside her, forcing a quick glance from her. "What do you think you're doing? You're not an officer, Leon, you'll just be a hindrance"

"Wha--!?" Leon turned his head to look at the woman with a hint of frustration, continuing to walk in sync with her. "Are you kidding!? Kira's my..." He shook his head lightly as he continued in a stern, almost forceful tone, "Our friend...! I'm going!"

Jacy gave him a lingering, frowning glance before she returned her gaze to look ahead of her as the two passed by the other offices, in moments finding themselves in the sally port with the heavy metal door blocking them from entering into the holding cell block. The cries of the pair trapped inside could be heard and there, ramming himself into the door, was Brooks.

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"That's your job to figure out, not me," the BSD replied simply. He laid back and his own wolf made itself comfortable at his side. "As the potential tether, you should know them both the better than anyone else... if you don't, well then I suggest you get working on it."

Carl was on his feet, his legs spread and braced for another attack while the wolf took up a similar stance, but on all fours. IF not for Lynn placing herself between, they surely would have been at each other's throat.

"Lynn move," Carl growled out, his eyes bouncing from Lynn's back to the wolf, then back again.

"If it was safe I wouldn't have bothered coming here," Alice countered easily. Her eyes never left Hoss and her smile turned a little coy. "And no, I'm not here to see..Kira." That's right this was that woman's bar. She hadn't really spoken much to the raven haired bombshell, and knew only what information Raven had spewed about her really.

"I'm here for sex." She was blunt and right to the point, but then again most men weren't dumb enough to turn down an open invitation-pheremone induced or not. Sex was sex, Alice knew that well enough. Her gaze shifted momentarily to look at the other bar's occupants, noting the growing hunger for said sex in the air. Her gaze turned back to Hoss. "And, to be honest, I was hoping not to deal with the over fifty crowd..." She smiled a little wider at Hoss. " If you catch my drift."

"She does," he answered almost instantly. He regretted it seconds later.

A normal employee of the Chief wouldn't know that. She was too 'careful' to let something like that slip during working hours, but frankly he wanted to push Vyse off her trail. He wantedh im to leave her alone. fanyone was going to flirt with her in public, it was going to be Raven!

Brooks stepped back once more to eye the door and then turned his attention to Chief pain and the LEon as they entered the sally port. "...Kira and the officer are down. Don't know exactly what's going on, but we need in there.." His gaze flickered to Leon, and without hessitation he jutted his chin towards the door. "Help me out, me and you should be able to bust it down before whatever it is seals the door completely."

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"No..." She said simply, "I'm not moving." She said this in a sort of lost voice. There was a hint of determination but it sounded like a a child trying to grasp at something. Her eyes were on neither Carl or the DCG, but rather on the BSD.

"You're insisting on fighting yourself. Don't you see that?" Finally she looked from one to the other. They both seemed so willing to attack each other, no wonder there was such an issue. This was an internal struggle. A bit different than most people would ever have to face because it meant either living with yourself or being taken over by oneself. "The whole point of this...isn't it to be at peace with yourself?" She said this mostly to the human Carl but made sure that the DCG knew she was addressing him as well. She was talking to the same person right. She exhaled heavily.

"And you...." She nodded to the BSD. "May as well hush if you keep insisting you have nothing to do with it other than putting us in this place." The look on her face was stern and it was meant for all of them. Sure, she had no idea what exactly she was doing but she was going to do the hell out of it. Her body relaxed a bit and she looked to the wolf. Would it settle then?

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"..." He stared at her for a long moment, unsure whether or not he was even hearing correctly anymore. Was this woman actually propositioning him for said sex she supposedly came for? With her beauty, the man had a difficult time imagining a woman like herself would want for lovers. It was clear that she knew exactly what she wanted, but surely there were more desirable places she could go to to seek whatever fix she wanted. Still, her blatant offer was rather tempting...

How long had it been since Hoss got laid?

Too long.

And how long had it been since he had the opportunity to sleep with a woman as gorgeous as the one he was talking with now?

Even longer.

C'est La Vie, though it had its charms when someone was looking at it from a certain angle, was hardly the type of bar a man would come to in hopes of getting laid--their only option being his partner and that was more often than not a crapshoot. Even Hoss himself had tried to 'get it in' on a couple occasions, but it was clear the type of relationship he and Kira had...strictly business with him being her occasional man slave. Yes, he was 'pussy whipped', without ever actually getting anything in return, not that he minded...most of the time.

His expression seemingly didn't change even the slightest as his eyes returned to the woman, watching her as he entertained the idea. Slowly he planted both of his large hands on the surface of the bar while he slightly leaned his form over, then after a brief moment of consideration, all the while keeping his eyes on the woman before him, that voice boomed like thunder to gain the attention of every patron inside.

"...Get out...Bar's closed...."

"She does,"

"Yea?"

The Marshal would have been lying through his teeth if he said the revelation didn't disappoint him a bit. The likelihood of that woman being unaware that it was him that entire time becoming a bit more probable, but did that mean she was fraternizing with employees...?

That was fast...I can't imagine you've already finished that report...

Yes. Yes it did.

Was it Wolshire?

His ego, his pride would force him to deny the idea, of course, thinking himself the better choice of the two. The Marshal's hazel eyes shifted to the man's screen as he raised his ring bearing hand to lightly rub his chin. That curious side of him wanted to grill Raven like a hamburger about the details, wanting to be absolutely sure, but that hard headed side of him just wouldn't believe it. Even if cold hard evidence was staring him straight in the face, slapping him even, he probably wouldn't register it as fact.

Even still, there was suspicion.

"Looks like I got competition den," He chuckled lightly, musing with a smirk as he continued, "De prince ridin' upon de white horse. Cher can be such a princess sometimes..."

Leon stepped closer towards the door with a deepening frown as he peered into the window to see the sparks of electrical current dancing inside a jail cell with Kira and an officer spasming on the floor. Dammit! How long have they been like that? They're gonna go into cardiac arrest--! The man thought as his fist clenched, panic slowly becoming apparent on his features as he quickly scanned the inside of the area as if to give himself a quick analysis.

"Help me out, me and you should be able to bust it down before whatever it is seals the door completely."

"You got it," He stated in an instant, shooting the detective a quick glance of determination as he stepped back and readied himself, firmly planting his feet on the floor beside the larger male, charging with the other when he was ready.

Simultaneously their bodies collided with the heavy metal door with a force so great, the sound of morphing metal snapping could be heard as the iron barrier trembled with their effort. Just then, the other officers returned, one on either side of the battering ram they retrieved. Instantly Jacy's hand was raised, silently instructing them to a halt as she watched the two men, her eyes on the detective at first, then landing on Leon. She watched as both men readied themselves and once the two were prepared, they collided with the iron door once more, this time, finally forcing it off its hinges.

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[here's my active three once again.. lol

Name: Tsunami
Sex: Female
Age: 3 years [appears early 20s]
Race: Cybernetic Weapon [of MageWolfian build origins]
Appearance: she takes after Mu 12 in how the armor is set up, but armor and remote weapons take more after a mix of 00-qan, age-3-o and age-fx... more 00-qan in the main body and upper limbs, more age-3-o in the lower legs and feet.. lower arms and remote weapons take more after age-fx, but the whole armor setup is chiefly white with gold trim and blue lighting sections [namely the center sensor in the headpiece and the short and long blades]... has white ears and tail with black stripes similar to a tiger's... also has black hair and dark brown eyes... [don't have a pic for her yet.. lol]
Personality: normally kind-natured and calm, but becomes cold, distant and calculating in a fight.. will often monotone what little she says in a fight as her process priorities are different in her combat mode
Weapons: BlackRidge Unit 0 [Short Blade x2 [one mounted in each forearm section, retracted when not in use], Beam Saber x4 [two stored on hip section, two mounted on feet], Laser Cutter x6 [2 mounted on each forearm section and 1 on top of each hand, the ones on top of the hands can also act as beam sabers or beam guns], Hyperion Cannons [creates a hyperdense ball of air or other material that can be shot, used as flails or used as force multipliers for punches, mounted in forearms and hands, not visible unless used], Beam SMG x2 [one mounted in each forearm section, retracted when not in use], Remote weapons x8 [each one mounts a Buster Rifle, Long Blade and a shield generator. the buster rifles can be ejected from the remote weapons and hand-carried.]]
Other Stuff: has two additional shield generators mounted on wrists, slightly low ground mobility as the armor wasn't designed for ground combat, might compensate by using the anti-gravity devices mounted in the armor's lower legs and feet to hover a few inches off the ground... also fully capable of unassisted flight at hypersonic speeds, also, due to the power source she uses, she will jam any RF-based wireless device within a 1.75 km radius when using her armor.. if this power source goes down, she will lose use of most of her nonremote weapons and her flight capabilities.
Position:
History: she was created as the remote avatar for the ZNSS-01 "Tsunami", as such, she has a near-constant link with the spacecraft... that link is there only for tactical data that the craft can provide and syncing data between the two.. yes, it does result in some identity confusion, but the spacecraft and the BlackRidge weapon have diffrent identifier codes and depending on location, whoever is interacting with Tsunami, one will defer to the other.. it has also been noted that she [the BlackRidge weapon] has the capability of teleporting... however, she does not use it for short distances unless it's an emergency as it's not worth the energy expended to do so.. she had investigated a disturbance at what was once a church and is currently in the process of determining whether a creature that is residing in the vents of the police station is an intruder or not..
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Name: Kahlan "Lightning Killer" Tanraiokshai
Sex: Female
Age: 331 [appears to be in her early 30's]
Race: MageWolf [in a sense you could say a MageWolf is something of an offshoot of a werewolf.. however they don't have the bite/claw-curse and they have a weaker regeneration and are weaker strength wise than a werewolf.. however they have better iq's and tech level and are not as reliant on the moon... they have various abilities that are not the norm for a werewolf... some more devastating than others.. the ability is partially bloodline-based and most only have one of these "Extended Abilities"... they also can live to be 1k years old..]
Appearance: Kahlan.. won't see it in the pic, but she has tribal-style tattoos which are a deep red color on her shoulders and running down both of her arms.. also has a black and silver tail..
Personality: extremely independent, doesn't say much.. can be a bit fearsome when ticked... can be a bit tough on people, but means well
Weapons: She has a katana-like sword and a custom designed and built 12mm pistol that almost resembles a desert eagle[the cartridge used for it is 15mm in diameter.. 10 rounds a clip]
Other Stuff: she has an Extended Ability called Hypersenses.. she gains advanced Spatial Awareness, heightened senses, has a high level of synesthesia [it works in concert with her danger sense and spatial awareness in addition to her normal senses], can pick up others that try to render themselves invisible who would otherwise be in her line of sight when using the EX ability.. she also can take an extreme amount of damage before she's downed..
Position: Bounty Hunter [her BattleFleet training and instincts don't exactly agree with usual police methods.. lol]
History: she is a former commander of an armed force of her kind called BattleFleet ArchAngel... also had a combat capability amping device, but it nearly burnt her up... she has no capability of tasting things because of it and no one knows exactly long she has left to live... a rumor floats around that is basically "if you see glowing red markings on one called the Lightning Killer, you're a dead man walking." however, no one can confirm or deny this rumor as the only ones to have seen the tattoos at all are either friends/family of hers or deceased.. she is also Ryashi and her brother's mom, and will get extremely protective of them.. she had gotten involved with Ben and had helped him recover his notes, and the two have shared a bit of info between each other
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Name: Hanayo
Gender: Female
Age: unknown.. hasn't kept track of it for ages..
Race: FireCat [an extremely rare to see cat that is native to one of the planets in Ranos [the normal home galaxy of the MageWolves], the only distinguishing things of this type of cat from a normal cat is the size and the bright orange eartips and tailtip
Appearance: in cat form, a largely black cat with bright orange ear tips and tail tip about the size of a carical.. in human form about 4 feet tall, somewhat tanned skin, silver hair, red eyes and her cat form's ears and tail stay, although they scale up a little to match her size in this form..
Personality: has a bit of a cat's personality when it comes to likes and dislikes and can be a bit distant when irritated..
Weapons: Claws and Fangs [cat-form only], various fire-based and telepathic attacks
Other Stuff: she is a powerful telepath, and has a native fire-element ability, as a result she has a high resistance to fire-based, mind-altering and telepathic attacks, but has a weakness to water-based and physical attacks... has little tolerance of alcohol, but that is due largely to her fire-element ability more than anything else..
Position: Normally a Tactical Officer of the BattleFleet ArchAngel, but is operating semi-independently from them.
History: not much is known about her other than that she is a FireCat and will not speak physically unless she has a strong feeling about something, as a result, tends to "speak" telepathically much to the suprise and/or dismay to some... she was sent out to investigate the illegal technology activity by the BattleFleet, but has since learned that it may have been a false reading.. she had assisted in the repairs of the generator in the biolab and is currently near the police station..]

"basically a remotely controlled body, but in Tsunami's case, the controlling unit has shared core data with the remote body... basically meaning the remote body can still act in the case that the link is lost.. sync between the two is delayed until they regain the link." Hanayo telepathically spoke to Fate.. "and seems your speaking patterns are a bit off.. still a bit messed up off that reactor? Get out of there now! Tsunami's determined a potential threat and will engage whoever attacks her."
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Tsunami lifted herself off the ground and hovered to where the creature was going with her gravity control system, keeping her lock on it and picking up a woman and a unknown type of cat on the other side of a door... no one person could stop her as she was quite a bit heavier and stronger than most people, and tasers, she'd just absorb the energy from them with little to no effect... most bullets would just bounce off her armor as well.. "i can open that door far quicker." she said to the other two as two of her remote weapons positioned themselves to cut the door down...

Processing....

Spoiler:

"just as there are many parts that make a human a human, there are a remarkable number of things that make an individual who they are."- Motoko Kusanagi from Ghost in the Shell

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Man, the pounding was annoying as all hell. Fate decided that standing around waiting for the whole precinct to join the party would not be all that beneficial. This wasn't the time to face the police force of CityScape. Quickly, Fate took control of a the sheet in Kira's cell and had it wrap itself around the woman. The kitten jumped to the woman, flashing its teeth before they sank into the bartender's flesh. The bite was light, no rips, just puncture the skin enough for the paralytic poison that glazed the feline's teeth to enter the body.

The hinges on the police door squealed painfully and it seemed that the welding wasn't being done fast enough. The kitten snorted disapprovingly. He just knew it! The station WAS falling apart. Well, in that case they won't mind another hole... Fate turned to the cell wall and concentrated. Putting pressure on a building was another thing one didn't want to over do. Fate took a careful approach... which was hard, considering that the constant banging was ANNOYING AS ALL HELL. A crack formed under the constant mental pressure. Fate grinned and now knowing the approximate resilience of the wall, increased the force he put on it accordingly and watched as part of the concrete exploded outwards the same moment the door gave in. Fate looked back at the entrance to the prison annoyed.

Before anyone could protest, the fire orb meant for welding the door shut, hit the floor, creating a massive wall of flame in front of the crowd. Once the flame was gone, so was the kitten and his hostage, fleeing from the station through the hole in the wall, with the blanket levitating in the front and Fate covering the back as they dashed for the nearest manhole.

The thing in the ducts moved again, no doubt trying to move away from Tsunami's avatars and all that was left from the lab in the prison was a hole and a terrible sense of Guilt lingering in the air.

Why dun we two meet Fate sent a message solely to Hanayo. He had NO idea why. It just happened. And once those words were spoken, they could not be stopped in his condition.once this is over I mean
get of work and all...

Well, that was an odd thing to say... But it was out. So that was that, let's take it from there.